The Witcher: Darkness Falls

Keng——

Sikori was extremely fast and raised a 20-centimeter-long dagger to block Leon's steel sword.

His expression turned ferocious as he looked at Leon, and then he took a step forward and hit Leon's chest with his shoulder, forcing him to retreat.

At the same time, Sikori swung the dagger towards Leon's neck.

Leon tilted his head back in panic, thus avoiding Sikori's fatal blow, but the dagger still left a deep wound on his chest that was visible to the bone.

Blood oozed out instantly, and at the same time, he felt something falling down his chest and onto the ground along with his movement.

That was his witcher medal.

When the dagger slashed his chest, it also cut the rope that tied the witcher's medal.

Sikori also saw the cat-head medal that fell to the ground. He smiled grimly: "Medal? Are you worthy of wearing it? Who gave you the courage?"

Sikori yelled and rushed towards Leon. Leon instinctively dodged and did not dare to fight with Sikori.

Sikori did not have a steel sword in his hand, only a dagger that was not much longer than his palm, which was his more commonly used weapon.

His movements were very agile, just like a cat chasing its prey.

The dagger flipped happily in his hand and kept slashing towards Leon's body.

Leon resisted with a steel sword, but his movements were clumsy, even funny.

"Full of loopholes, ah! Leon Field, is this your sword?" Sikori's ruthless ridicule filled the corridor.

Leon waved his sword to block with a pale face, but just as Sikori said, it was full of loopholes and he couldn't block anything.

His body was already covered with many wounds from Sikori's dagger, and all of them penetrated deep into the bones.

"Oh! Look at my memory, I never taught you swordsmanship! Hahaha! That's right, I didn't teach you anything!" Sicori laughed.

Leon kept retreating, and he began to stagger around the magic stele to avoid Sikori's attacks.

However, it was all in vain, as Sikori was able to easily cut open Leon's body with his dagger.

Each cut was deep enough to see the bone, but they were not fatal and would only cause Leon to bleed more.

"Hahaha! Leon Field, where are you going to hide, you bastard? Pick up the sword in your hand and fight back!" Sikori laughed.

Lyon resisted with difficulty, looking at Sikori's hideous grin in front of him.

He realized what the other party was doing.

Cat playing with mouse!

That's right, the other party was playing with him like a cat playing with a mouse, and Sikori wanted to make him fall into despair and finally surrender.

Just like before, every time Sicori's experiment failed, he would catch Leon and the others and play a game of cat and mouse.

The opponent will chase them with a dagger, and whoever runs slower will be stabbed by the dagger.

Each cut was deep enough to see the bone, but it was not at the vital points. The blood would make Sikori happy.

His crazy, shrill laughter was like a nightmare, chasing after everyone until one person could no longer run and fell in a pool of blood.

Only at this time would Sikori stop and a sad look appear on his face.

If the person is not dead yet, he will try his best to save him. If the person is dead, he will throw him into the forest to feed the wild dogs.

And now, Sikori was playing the same cat-and-mouse game with him.

"Run, Leon! No! Resist! Use your steel sword! What on earth have you learned in these years?

Hahaha! Leon, drop your sword and kneel down! Accept your punishment! "

Sikori laughed wantonly and continued to stab Leon with his dagger.

Now, Leon was almost turned into a bloody man by his own blood!

He was trembling all over, and his anger began to cover up his fear. He looked at Sikori who was laughing wildly, and the other's eyes were full of joy and madness.

"You can't go on like this, you will die!

You killed him once, pick up your steel sword and kill him again! You can do it!

Don't hide like a coward, kill him! Kill him!

Cut off his head and chop it into pulp! Do it now! "

"Seal, where's your seal? Cut off his head!"

There was a voice in his mind warning him.

"No... I can't do it, my medal fell off and I can't cast the seal!" Leon responded to the voice in pain.

Once again, fear overcame anger, leaving him irritated and ashamed.

"Sign! Use your sigil!"

The voice began to scream, making his head buzz.

A feeling of anger brewed in Lyon's heart. His eyes were red as he stared at Sikori's crazy face.

"Hahaha! Leon, Leon!" Sikori yelled, "Kneel down! Kneel down and accept the punishment!"

He swung the dagger and stabbed forward. This time, Sikori did not hold back at all. His target was Leon's heart.

"no way!"

Leon roared, and with his left hand he formed the Alder Seal and pushed it out.

Something he didn't expect happened. An invisible force rushed from his body to his palm and then struck out.

boom--

Sikori had no time to dodge and flew backwards on his back. His body hit the stone wall heavily and then rolled down.

Leon stared blankly at his palm, then looked at the Witcher Medal that had fallen not far away.

"Kill him! Now! Cut off his head!"

A voice sounded in his mind, and Leon came back to his senses and walked towards Sikori with a steel sword in hand.

"You bastard! How dare you..."

Sikori struggled to get up, but Leon stepped hard on his back, and his body, which had just struggled to stand up, fell down again.

"No! Stop! Don't cut off his head, you can cut off his limbs first! Yes! That's it!"

Just as Leon was about to cut off Sikori's head, the voice rang out again.

Lyon hesitated for a moment, but the crazy idea emerged like a flood, out of control.

He swung his sword and cut off Sikori's left arm.

"Ah!!!!" Sikori screamed and shouted angrily, "You bastard, how dare you...Ah!!!"

Leon cut off his other arm with another sword!

"Yes! That's it! Little by little, return the harm he has done to you!

Yes, that's it! Isn't it interesting?

Hahaha! ! ! "

Lyon was like a madman, talking to himself, and waving the steel sword at Sikori with a crazy look on his face.

At first Sikori would scream, but gradually the screams became quieter and finally disappeared without a trace.

Lyon looked at the mass of rotten flesh in front of him, and he knelt down as if his body had lost its strength.

Feeling sleepy, he knelt in front of the magic tablet, rested his forehead on it and fell asleep.